The practice room was silent. No one ever thought that they could ever have too much money, even someone like Steamed Bun.
Everyone looked nervously at Ye Xiu in anticipation. Ye Xiu slowly poured himself a cup of water to drink, took a sip, then grabbed a cigarette from his pocket and slowly lit it…...
"If you don't spit out the answer, I'm going to kill you!" Wei Chen had been anxious all day. When Ye Xiu finally returned, he kept on stalling. How could Wei Chen not be furious?
"2 million worth in materials." Ye Xiu calmly answered.
